The Conquerors Path

Chapter 941: Chapter 939-I Have A Plan.

The plans I have to break depend on the movements that will happen in the club—a subtle shift of power and influence there. But the fact remains, I can’t bring it up directly. It would damage my reputation and make me lose control, too. So, I want the new guys to do it. And in fact, they have already done it, which means it won’t be an issue when I do the same, giving me the opening I need.

’They are all already under my control.’

I mused on that. All their dirty shit, the backdoor deals, everything—every bit of proof is in my hand. Not to mention, I hold the central piece of all the resources, points, and data flow. From their point of view, the neutral force that helps them is the one that gives them more power for them. But the truth is, the "neutral" members are already in my pocket.

Which means they are all under my thumb. Their works, their secrets—everything is mine to use. Giving me the leeway. From the very beginning, this was a rigged fight. They had no chance of winning at all. Even now, I just have to pull a single thread and everything will come tumbling down, leaving me the ultimate victor.

’But that will not achieve my goal.’

My eyes gained a certain spark as I thought of that. The thing is—I want to create a special situation. A situation of ultimatum and balance. By the end of it, I want to break all of this and join them all together into something different, beautiful, and stronger. That will take time and patience to do.

’Right now it’s hate among everyone, but that will change.’

For the ending I have in mind, everyone will be in harmony. By the end of it all, the ones from the factions will acknowledge the normal students, and the normal students will befriend the ones from the organisations. A total twist in the situation, where a strong bond will be formed, and the world itself will shift towards a different future.

’A more connected future.’

The ones here—the kids—are the future of the world. Normally, there lies a vast difference between the lives of normal and extraordinary. Sure, the ones here are amazing on their own, but the ones from the organisations? They live on another level of power and connections, bound by their own rules. Like an invisible line dividing them.

’And I am going to break that line down.’

My eyes hardened at that thought. The future I want, the better future I see, needs that to happen. The planning and hard work until now will reach here. I can easily burn them down, but I want the hate to slowly, slowly change—to something better. More control, more fights, until everyone will be able to look eye to eye with each other.

That’s why I didn’t reveal everything to my members. They will push it, while I also contact the other leaders and show them the things I have at hand. Of course, not the whole data, but enough to take down the advantages those organisation kids have right now. Together, and with the power I hold, we can create an equal fighting ground for everyone.

This will force different changes, and by the end of the plans I have in mind, everyone will be working together hand in hand. Adults from the organisations won’t be able to stop it either, because by then, emotions will already be formed, and the story that existed till now will change.

’Change into something better.’

As my thoughts chilled, I stood up from my seat. My senses soon touched on the situation of Luna, who was quietly annoyed with all her dealings, but who would surely run up to me soon.

’Her emotions are dangerous and fluctuating. It will be bad soon.’

I could feel the possessiveness Luna had, but she had already dealt with it in her own way. After a real talk with her, I’d be able to make her accept things from my side. Because in a way, Luna is unique to me.

Thus, with a move, I cloaked myself from everyone. Cutting through space, I arrived at a small, hidden location. Walking into it as always, the teleportation activated, and soon I was transported to a room. The moment I arrived, my gaze landed on Olivia in front of me. She didn’t hesitate before jumping into my embrace, hugging me tight.

"I missed you sooo much."

Olivia said as she hugged me, sniffing me, taking in my scent. My senses easily picked up the fact that she was really tired and stressed. The whole situation around her faction wasn’t good—problems here, problems there, hitting every level and leaving her with barely any peace, even in the last few days.

"I missed you more."

I replied as I carried Olivia in a princess carry. She melted into my embrace as she leaned against me, her hands wrapping around my neck. Soon, I sat down, placing Olivia on my lap with her head against my chest, melting into me like hot cheese.

"You look very tired."

I spoke, and Olivia responded, her head still resting against me.

"You have no idea. They hit us very hard. Everyone is scrambling. And I am even facing betrayals from my own members. It’s tough and hard~"

Olivia whined, acting like a little child. This side of hers only came out with me. I could feel the frustration in her mind about it all. She was going crazy, and she needed help. Olivia didn’t ask for it directly, but my senses towards desire could see it—she wanted my help, but she didn’t want to ask. She wanted me to provide it directly, as more of a romantic gesture.

’She looks up to me now.’

"If I reveal my true strength, I’ll be able to kick all their asses easily, won’t I?"

I said with a smile, and I saw Olivia chuckling. She was surely imagining the scene of all those arrogant fools failing so hard. I smiled as I slowly patted her hair, feeling its soft texture in my hand as I spoke.

"Sorry, I was away for all this time. I know everything that happened, but still—tell me. I like hearing your voice."

The sheer happiness Olivia felt from those words could be felt through me. With a smile, she began to complain and complain—all her tensions, how she just wanted to go crazy and fight them all, how she wished she could bash in the heads of her followers, especially the dumb ones, how she wished she could just quit being a leader now and live peacefully, forgetting everything.

Once Olivia began, she didn’t stop. And like the good boyfriend, I listened to everything with a smile, slowly patting her head as she spoke, providing little remarks in between to support her and condemn the ones that hurt her. It stayed a sweet moment until Olivia finished speaking.

She was still huffing and puffing a bit, but she definitely felt a hundred times better after she had vented. The tension melted away from her as she leaned in closer with love and care, looking sweet and cute, making me smile as I now started to speak.

"I have an idea and a plan to keep them all at bay. So the thing is..."

I began to talk to Olivia about the plans, filling her in and explaining some of the traps I had already set. Olivia’s eyes widened with each word until she raised her head from my chest and looked at me with shining eyes. Then she jumped at me, her lips meeting mine in a long kiss, after which she pulled back and shouted—

Smooch!

"You are the best!"

Olivia’s hands wrapped around my neck, her voice filled with happiness. I could feel the joy in her heart, which made me smile as I hugged her waist tightly and spoke.

"Of course. This needs to be a planned move between all of us. I still need to arrange a meeting with all the leaders. We need to use this information and these problems to create the chaos we need."

Olivia kept nodding her head at my words.

"True... true. But how can we know the ones we can trust?"

To this, I replied with a smile.

"Of course. I clearly know the ones we can trust. I have clear data and trusted sources for it."

"Hmmm... okay then, let’s do it..."

Olivia replied with a smile. I could feel she had gotten her energy back, that she felt more positive about the future.

’Good, she is happy.’

Seeing her happy made me happy.

’Cute as always.’

Olivia shifted slightly on my lap, her soft thighs pressing against mine, her body warm and inviting like a gentle flame in the dim light of the room. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back, brushing against my arms as I held her close. Those blue eyes, sparkling with renewed vigor, looked up at me with a mix of adoration and something deeper, something that stirred the heat in my veins. She was my fierce leader, my warrior queen in that golden armor that hugged her curves so perfectly, but right now, she was just Olivia—my Olivia, melting into me like she always did when the world got too heavy.